A tear; such perfect beauty,
Such vibrant emotions and thoughts.
A single speck of sorrow; for a day
come and gone, for a deed already done.
It's perfect beauty and unwhole love,
A world of joy, of untold mock and scorn.
All summed up in the miracle of it's crystaline depths.
Johnny Golding
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tear/
